Chapter 1112: I only Need 10 Breaths!

"Kill!"

The next moment!

The sky was dark and dark for thousands of miles!

Only a violent figure shone thousands of feet!

An ancient chariot was running side by side with it, and in a trance, it seemed like a ghost fire chariot leading to the netherworld!

It was speeding along the way, stepping over countless corpses.

I don't know how many ordinary soldiers of the Baiyun League were killed, and groups of blood mist kept drifting in the void.

"Not good, all the generals gather, quickly!"

In the center of the army, the leader of the Baiyun League was shocked!

While shouting, his breath was tense to the extreme.

He was really scared!

So scared!

Not to mention Wang Jian, just Sun Bin's ghost fire chariot made him feel like he was facing a great enemy, and he dared not neglect it.

And Wang Jian, he only felt as if he had seen the sun!

For some reason, he actually had a vague feeling of powerlessness to resist.

Trampling! Trampling! Trampling!

It has to be said that the leader of Baiyun still has a bit of majesty in Baiyun League.

With this shout, masters from all directions gathered.

More than 300 main god realm masters surrounded the side of the leader of Baiyun League!

Each of them looked cold and resolute, staring at Wang Jian and the ghost fire chariot!

At this time, they all knew what was going on!

To this day, they have already reached a point where they can no longer retreat!

Confronting the Tang Dynasty, looking at the Tang Dynasty's previous record, the enemy has only one way to die!

Even if they surrender, they can only be added to the surrender camp, and God knows what kind of existence they will become!

They, one by one, are all high and mighty main god realm masters!

Death or surrender, unless it is absolutely necessary, none of them want to choose!

It's meaningless!

What they want is to be respected!

Because, among them, even if they are not the masters of a faction, they are also powerful ministers and important ministers above millions of people!

"Form the Baiyun formation, quick!"

Looking at the two getting closer and closer, the leader of the Baiyun Alliance shouted out.

He was afraid! He was terrified!

He knew very well that if they didn't use any tricks, they might not be able to kill them all!

Only the Baiyun formation had a glimmer of hope!

This was also the trump card that the leader of the Baiyun Alliance had prepared long before the war!

"The Baiyun Alliance army, form the Baiyun Army formation, kill!"

Boom!

With a loud shout!

In an instant, two formations were formed!

Combining with each other, and repelling each other.

As they shone together, the evil spirit dyed the entire sky red.

The scorching breath even burned the void of tens of millions of miles into pieces.

In a breath, Wang Jian and Sun Bin were trapped in the two large formations. They frowned slightly: "Sun Shuai, can you block this formation's attack for ten breaths!"

"I need ten breaths!"

Wang Jian's eyes were like knives,

shooting straight at the central killing formation!

The leader of Baiyun and others were all among them!

Especially the leader of Baiyun!

He has become the core of the two large formations!

"In ten breaths, can Wang Shuai kill the leader of Baiyun?"

Sun Bin asked solemnly.

"In ten breaths, I can kill more than 300 main gods in the core of the formation!"

Bang!

With the four-piece set of Bi'an on his body, Wang Jian's aura seemed to have exceeded a certain limit.

Sun Bin's pupils suddenly shrank, and then his eyes shone again!

"General Wang, please go. Even if I use all my strength, I will definitely fight for ten breaths for you!"

Sun Bin's resolute voice came from the ancient chariot!

"Okay!"

The next moment, Wang Jian turned into a long rainbow!

In the ancient chariot, characters burst out one by one!

"Sun Bin's Art of War!"

When these four words reflected the sky!

There was a black light column connecting the sky and the earth between the two formations!

Sun Bin drove the ancient chariot and stood in it, causing the formation to stop instantly.

Ten, nine...

Eight!

The Bi'an war knife suddenly rose and fell to the ground!

The knife aura raged for thousands of miles!

Endless evil spirits gathered in it!

"No! How is it possible?"

The formation stopped, and looking at Wang Jian, who was like a god and a demon in the void, the pupils of the White Cloud Alliance Leader shrank again and again.

He shouted in shock, and hurriedly shouted: "Retreat quickly, everyone retreat quickly!"

"Retreat, is it too late?"

Wang Jian's face was full of ferociousness.

Boom!

The next second, the sword fell to the ground, and a gust of wind rolled up endless blood rain!

The Baiyun formation collapsed with a bang, and more than 300 main god realm strongmen were dead!

With a plop!

The leader of the Baiyun Alliance was stunned and knelt on the ground.

Ignoring the blood rain splashing all over his body, his eyes were stunned, and he couldn't cry blood.

"It's over, it's over!"

While muttering to himself, the whole body of the leader of the Baiyun Alliance began to break apart.

Soon, it seemed as if it had weathered and disappeared completely!

"Run!"

Then, the Baiyun army formation collapsed!

A group of Baiyun League soldiers fled in all directions!

"Kill them for me!"

"Kill!"

Boom!

The Bi'an Legion and the Pulao Legion were already ready to go!

With a fierce shout!

Two armies, more than 3 billion troops, like a torrent, roaring and chasing!

In the south of the Tang Dynasty, waves of bloody winds and rains rolled over, and the huge Baiyun League disappeared!

So far, the southern part of the Tang Dynasty has been completely pacified!

It can be said that there is no more worry!

"Wang Jian is really terrifying, worthy of being a peerless evildoer who has killed his way into the world with his own strength!"

A sound of admiration rang out from the ancient chariot.

Sun Bin clenched his fist slightly!

He also had to hold on tight!

At that moment just now, Wang Jian burst out with the terrifying strength of the eleventh-level peak of the Lord God, which deeply stimulated Sun Bin!

......

At the same time, in the eastern part of the Tang Dynasty, on a body of water!

The flag of the Baxia Legion was raised high!

On the opposite side, the Xuanyin League army was tightly hugged together!

At this point in the battle, the enemy army had been beaten by Zhou Yu and was a little scared.

To be honest, don't look at the Xuanyin League with the terrifying existence of the Xuanyin Old Ghost.

At the beginning, the Jinyiwei inquired and thought that the overall strength of the Xuanyin League was better than that of the Taisui League.

But in fact, after the battle, in terms of overall strength, the Xuanyin League was inferior to the Taisui League, not to mention the Baiyun League.

In the days of fighting, Zhou Yu took advantage of the Baxia Legion's water combat advantage and attacked from all sides, making the Xuanyin League miserable.

Without the old man Xuanyin, the performance of the top leaders of the Xuanyin League was not very good.

The huge Xuanyin League, with an army of more than 10 billion, was beaten back by Zhou Yu.

During this period, Zhou Yu killed billions of them!

Now, the Xuanyin League army that is still confronting the Baxia Legion is less than 5 billion!

"Marshal Zhou, this battle was really enjoyable!"

Gan Ning wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said carelessly.

After this battle, everyone in the Baxia Legion was really happy.

Zhou Yu used all kinds of fancy fighting methods to lead the Xuanyin League.

He beat the Xuanyin League so hard that it had no power to fight back!

"Ha!"

Zhou Yu chuckled and shook his head slightly, with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes!

Just like Wei Qing!

He also has the same psychological burden!

Last time, Li Chengqian had to lead the army to rescue in person. In this battle, no matter what, he won a great victory!

It would be best if it was a crushing victory!

Only in this way can we wash away the shame of the last war!